immortal mansion

Chapter 294 Shentu Bing

"Oh, it seems that I didn't kill the wrong person!"

A clear voice sounded from the mouth of the person who had killed the five Fengyan monsters. This person slowly walked out of the shadows, but it was a jade-faced Taoist.

Looking at the extremely familiar costume, Mo Chen's heart skipped a beat.

"It's a monk from Lingxiao Palace!"

To be honest, at this moment he suddenly had an urge to kill this person quickly, but after sensing the aura emanating from the other party, he immediately dismissed this idea.

There was no other reason, because Mo Chen felt that this person was far stronger than himself.

His gaze inadvertently passed over the waist of Taoist Yumian, and his attention was immediately attracted by the jade pendant with dragon patterns. It was not because of the exquisite craftsmanship of the jade pendant, but because of the two words inscribed on the jade pendant.

"Pick up Qi!"

Mo Chen's expression seemed to be calm, but in fact, there was a huge wave in his heart. He couldn't believe that he actually saw the Dao Seed of Lingxiao Palace here, and it was ranked No.17.

"It's no wonder that the five Fengyan monsters will die in the hands of this person. It is very normal for them to lose when they encounter the Dao species of Lingxiao Palace."

On the surface, this Lingxiao Palace Daoist is only in the middle stage of the golden core, but who knows if he has used secret techniques such as the breath holding technique to hide part of his strength, which is already a routine for many monks operate.

Generally speaking, if there is a big difference in the fighting skills between monks, it must be the relationship between crushing and being crushed. This has almost become an iron law in the cultivation world.

But there are always exceptions to everything, and Dao Seed is one of the exceptions.

But all the monks who are endowed with the name of Taoism are the hope of the inheritance of various sects. Not to mention that their combat power far exceeds that of monks of the same level, and they also have the ability to fight with greater realms.

According to Mo Chen's estimation, this person might not be able to fight with the early Yuanying cultivator, and the outcome would be between five and five.

At this time, Taoist Yumian, who was dressed in the costume of the High Heaven Palace, cupped his hands towards the five people and said, "Shentu Bing in the Lower High Heaven Palace, I have met all the fellow Taoists!"

Afterwards, the four masters of Xifeng Zhai began to report their names in rotation, and Mo Chen reported the pseudonym Mo Yun.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the master of Xifengzhai suddenly said: "I don't know if fellow Daoist Shentu has obtained the magical artifacts stored by these five people, and a batch of goods have been robbed by them. The purpose of appearing here this time is for that batch of goods." come."

Shentu Bing raised his eyebrows, flipped his hand and released a small wooden box covered with forbidden spirit talismans.

"But this thing?"

"That's right, it's this box!" The master of Xifeng Zhai looked delighted, she turned to look at Shentu Bing, hesitated for a while before saying: "I don't know what price I have to pay for Fellow Daoist Shentu to be willing to sell this thing?"

According to the rules of the cultivation world, regardless of the origin of the property in the hands of the evil cultivator, it belongs to the cultivator who killed the evil cultivator. If the former owner of the property wants to redeem it, he must pay a certain price.

Generally speaking, it is at least [-]% of the value of the property. If you meet some greedy monks, it is not impossible to ask for full price redemption, and such redemption conditions are very common.

At this time, Xifeng Zhaizhu is ready to bleed heavily in order to redeem the goods.

That item was extremely important to Xifengzhai, otherwise she would not have invited Mo Chen and the three of them to help each other at the cost of three invitation letters, in order to take back or redeem the item from the five Fengyan monsters.

Mo Chen didn't care about the transaction between the two, just like Yunshan and Zhou Tong, he also stayed far away.

Not long after, the deal between Xifeng Zhaizhu and Shen Tubing was concluded.

Afterwards, the master of Xifeng Zhai walked up to Mo Chen and the three of them, and took out three golden envelopes from his sleeves, which were the invitation letters needed to participate in the Yanjin Auction. Letter to three people.

"Zhaizhu's grandeur, Zhou admires it!" Zhou Tong hummed.

Mo Chen accepted it calmly, after all, he couldn't mess up the character design.

On the contrary, Yunshan actually declined the invitation several times before accepting the invitation letter from the master of Xifengzhai.

On the way back to Yanjin Pass, Mo Chen did not expect that he would get the invitation letter just like that.

"I thought I was going to have a fight with the five Fengyan monsters, but I never thought that they had already been dealt with by Shentu Bing, the Daoist of Lingxiao Palace, so it was a good deal, but this person is also a trouble..." Thinking of this, he glanced at He glanced at Shentu Bing who was following up.

I don't know what kind of deal he reached with Xifeng Zhaizhu just now, and he actually became a member of their team.

On the way back, Mo Chen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he couldn't show half of his life. He wanted to pretend that nothing happened, so as not to be caught by Shen Tubing and expose his true identity.

A few days later, the six finally returned to Yanjin Pass.

When passing the checkpoint, they also enjoyed the privilege of directly passing the checkpoint because of Shen Tubing's status.

After getting along for so many days, Shen Tubing did not give Mo Chen a bad impression in all honesty. If it wasn't for the battle between Lingxiao Palace and Taihuazong, maybe the two of them might still be friends.

"Oh, it's a pity that they are destined to be enemies!"

Mo Chen had a premonition that the two would definitely meet again.

And at that time, Shentu Bing will appear as an enemy.

Afterwards, Mo Chen returned to the small courtyard he rented, ignoring the figures who were watching in the dark. After receiving the invitation letter for the auction, he planned to retreat directly until the Yanjin Auction started.

After more than two months, the Yanjin auction was held as scheduled.

Mo Chen walked to the periphery of the Yanjin auction venue, and couldn't help being surprised by the dark crowd in front of him.

Fortunately, there were monks from Xuanjianmen to maintain order. They opened up an empty path among the crowd, allowing monks with invitation letters to pass through easily.

Walking up, he showed his invitation letter.

At the entrance of the passage, there stood a Xuanjianmen cultivator who seemed to be in charge. After receiving the invitation and checking the authenticity with a special magic mirror, his attitude suddenly became respectful, and he bowed and said, "Senior, please!"

A maid came forward and led Mo Chen towards the venue.

On the way, she also explained the precautions for the auction to Mo Chen. The rules were the same as those in the auction in the Southern Region, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Soon, Mo Chen was led into a hall.

The hall is quite large and curved, with a length of more than a hundred feet and a width of more than [-] feet. There are separate large and small tea seats, which can accommodate thousands of monks.

Facing all the seats is a white jade platform paved with spiritual jade. On it, a group of actresses in neon clothes are dancing gracefully to the accompaniment of the music.

His place is a tea seat for one person, equipped with a table and chairs, and a jade plaque is placed on the table.According to what the maid said before, this jade tablet is for bidding, and only need to input mana to activate it to complete a bidding.

Not long after, a maid came across a pot of spiritual tea.

Mo Chen took a sip of the tea and felt that it was not to his taste, so he put down the teacup in his hand, closed his eyes and got up.

(End of this chapter)